When you were kids, you like my true friend. With the wudu 'I touch you in a state of holy. I you hold, you stand for and you learn. I you read quietly or loudly every day after you were always kissing me tenderly after all!!. Now you are grown up ...! It seems you're not interested anymore to me ... Am I reading outdated living history ... You think maybe I'm reading that does not add to your knowledge. Or do you think I'm just to young children who learn the Koran right? ? Now I keep a neat once you until sometimes you forget where to save it. I've you consider only as a jewelry house Sometimes I used as a dowry for you are considered pious. Or I you create an antidote to fear ghosts and the devil. Now ... I'm more left out, left in solitude in loneliness. On top of cabinets, inside the drawer. In the past ... in the morning ... sura-sura that is with me you read a few pages. In the afternoon I read you rollicking with your friends at the mosque ... ..
Now ... in the morning while drinking coffee ... you read the morning newspaper or watching TV news. Free time .. you could not read the book by humans. As for me which contains the verses that come from Allah the Almighty. You throw, you ignore and forget thee ...! Time leaving for work were sometimes you forget to read the opening surah2ku (Basmalah) journey you are more eager to enjoy the music world No cassette containing the verses of God contained in the glove compartment of your car to me. Along the way your radio was always drawn to your favorite radio station. I know it was not a radio station who always sang my verse. On the table are you doing you no me to read before you start work. You turn on your computer even your favorite music. Rarely do you play the verse-ayatku rebound. E-mail your friend that there are verses were sometimes you ignore me You're too busy with the affairs of your world. It is true my guess that you now have really forgotten about me ....
When night falls you stand hanging out for hours in front of the TV. Watch the Italian League games, music or film and soap opera action. In front of the computer for hours you sit. Only just read the news and pictures of garbage. Waktupun quickly passed ... I became increasingly dull in closet. Coated with ash and dust collects may be eaten by lice. I recall only the beginning of Ramadan membacaku you back. And even then only a few pieces from me. With a voice and who does not semerdu lafadz first. Thou stammer now and again every membacaku substandard. Are Newspapers, TV, radio, computer, can give you help? If you are in grave alone to wait until doomsday comes. You will be examined by the angels messengers. Only with the revelations of Allah who is with me you can survive through it. Now you are so lightly throw away your time ... Every time passed ... old quota ... And finally the grave is always waiting for your arrival .. You can return to your Lord at any time When the angel of death knocking on your door.! When I thee and thou shalt always read bio ... On your grave later .... I will come as a handsome young man dashing nan. Which will help you defend yourself. Not the newspaper do you read that will help you. But I am your holy book. Which is always faithful to accompany and protect you.
Hold me again .... I reread every day. Because the verses are there to me is a sacred verse. Which comes from God, God the All-Knowing. Delivered by Gabriel to Prophet Muhammad. So that you always remember your Lord ......
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